THE DROWNING


Inside the…
drowning
Where you can’t stay afloat.
Life has no preserver
Just …
Routines ..
filling minutes that
Rob you of air.

Beneath ..
You just want to breathe
Just want to be
Something more
Than everything to everyone one

Left with nothing
No thing

And yet your song screams
To be sung
Your words spill
Just to be written
Your arms stretch
To merely …. Hold

But there is no
Moment waiting.
No song.. No words
Empty arms…

And
The stone sinks
With
No one …watching
No one …Reading
the ripples
Of what it meant…..

Tf2/2016

NOT DIMINISHED

It rightfully died
A few years back
Perhaps… not death..
Just a slumber… just a lack

Lack of knowing where to put
The little pieces
The only thing I own
My portion of self

Yet even that..
Is borrowed some would say
God made this slice
And I do my best to give it away.

Hands open
Mouths open
I pour and I feel robbed
Empty and yet still overflowing

An Ocean where no one swims
Movement …. That is lost
Eyes turn and silently *****
… such a cost.

Funny how I feel it turn
Like the slumber is finished
A starting line with no runners
The line.. Still not diminished.

Tf 2/2016

Sticky

I crossed your darkend path
And felt how …
sticky you were.
Roped with irritations
Everything… just clinging.

I watched you
Unknowingly chase
The tail that is your own
Amused..
Like a juvenile.

Unable to shed
your malignancy
…of choice
Everything is your trigger
Clock waits… loudly.

******* blame
You remain..
Wide eyed
Looking for reason
To explain affect.

The presence of you
Films me..
I step away..
And brighten.

Tf 2/2016

Sharpen my spirit.

We miss it
Like it’s not even there
Or that we don’t even …. Care.
But fools we are

We feel it
But we hide in the noise
And lose it in the chaos

Because it’s too big to feel
Too much to …. Take in.
So deny and turn

But It plucks me like a string
And I vibrate
I step closer and.. It’s lonely

How lonely you must be
Your hearts edges must sag
Still you burn
You burn and bother

How unworthy are we
Of your efforts.
It should straighten us
It should shame us

But we just laugh..
Until we swell and brake
Into pathetic pieces..

My spirit sharpens
In lonely corners I find peace

Tf2/2016

FOOLISH QUEST

I step over you
In my foolish quest
No time to stop
Hungers tug .. an impatient guest

Numb fingers
Know not what they touch
I stretch and reach
At nothing …. Much

You haven’t moved
You continue to stare
I can’t be bothered..
Still I’m seeing you… there.

Hands turn up… empty
Nothing left in this place
Familiarities teeth
Now wanting a taste

I step further..
A change of mind
Un-tied…. by old thoughts
From another.. Time.

Moving on in
The hunger withdraws
Not even sure
What I think… I saw.

I border you now
And comprehend it all
My foolish quest
Finds a higher.. Call.


Tf2/16

It rightfully died
A few years back
Perhaps… not death..
Just a slumber… just a lack

Lack of knowing where to put
The little pieces
The only thing I own
My portion of self

Yet even that..
Is borrowed some would say
God made this slice
And I do my best to give it away.

Hands open
Mouths open
I pour and I feel robbed
Empty and yet still overflowing

An Ocean where no one swims
Movement ….  That is lost
Eyes turn and silently *****
… such a cost.

Funny how I feel it turn
Like the slumber is finished
A starting line with no runners
The line.. Still not diminished.


Tf 2/2016

U.

You’ve no idea
Your absence..
My poverty

I can plagiarize myself
Of….. the growing need
in me

Follow
proper channels
Ignore the piece

In me ….
Your presence
Is… my release.

Tf2/16

She will love you
In your truest form
There is no need for alter..

Knowing..
Imperfections authenticate
She who can see...
does.

Then you will know
You are found